Fabrizio Frosini

Maremma, Distant Memories - Iii. - Poem by Fabrizio Frosini

I remember you, standing before me, Lined up on the steps of the school, Offering my insatiable young sightThe seductive vision of your harmonic figure; And the absorbed swaying of your brown braid Was the snake that mesmerized my senses.

It was not me to pull it, as you understood at once, But when you turned around, with barely aFrown of disapprovalThe charm of your eyes hit meAs the announcement of land over the horizonA castaway.